Dariel stared at Arthur, who seemed calm, even though the question was gnawing at him. "How long are you going to be like this, Arthur?" he asked, his voice a mix of curiosity and concern.
Arthur, with his signature mole under his left eye, turned slowly. He sighed before responding, "Like this, how?"
"Isn't it possible that the longer you wait, Lea will fall for that village guy? Or maybe it's already happened."
"He has a name, dude. Call him by it."
"I refuse." The disdain Dariel felt for Kai was palpable, something he rarely expressed. Arthur, who was used to seeing Dariel as calm and level-headed, was taken aback.
